"Have you ever loved me? Have you ever loved me?" In the prison, he roared at Yunli at the top of his lungs.
Yunli wiped the dust from his face. Just like before, he was the king of the Mobei barbarians. How could he die in such a miserable way? She chuckled into his ear: "I loved you." The next moment, a dagger pierced his chest.
The donated blood dripped onto the palm of her hand, and Yunli clenched it carefully. This was the blood of her beloved!
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